I have been trying to think of words, but there are none.
We released 100 Chinese lanterns for Lula at the end of her service, while listening to music she had personally picked. It was magical and precious and glorious, just like the little girl we were celebrating.
This little video brings me to tears every time I watch it. I am reminded of where Lula is as she waits for us to reach the end of our slow path. She's done it. She's chasing the wind and touching the sky.
And it seems like all is dying and would leave the world to mourn
In the distance hear the laughter of the last unicorn
I'm alive! I'm alive!
-The Last Unicorn